"No other clues?" Xiao Ran asked again.
"All I know is that they're from the capital city. They're powerful beyond your imagination. I don't know anything else."
"And how did you get to know him?"
Qian Yi gazed into the distance as he recalled. "Fifteen years ago, I obtained a thousand-year-old ginseng by accident. I didn't dare to sell it as its value was too high. In my situation at that time, it was difficult for me to even get food, let alone protect myself. Once I showed my face, I probably wouldn't even know how I died."
He gave a wretched laugh.
"However, I was unwilling to give up. This was clearly a precious treasure, so how could I let it be covered in dust! Therefore, I stayed at the city gate and observed for one whole year. Thus I developed a skill to determine a person's identity from their clothes, temperament, behavior, followers, and so on."